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The pregnancy was completely normal. In the spring of 2003, Danielle Messer was about to bring her second child into the world—a world that seemed more stable, more settled, more planned than when, as a teenager, she had given birth to her son, Taylor. After years as a single mom, Messer, now 25, had a steady partner, a well-paying job as a cosmetologist, and plans to pursue a college degree she had long deferred. Then the baby arrived.